One-Punch Man: Boros, the Universe Overlord

"Nature?" Boros sneered coldly. "I have traversed the stars and witnessed countless planets, seen the fall of stars and the collapse of galaxies. What you call 'nature' is nothing more than insignificant dust in the face of me."

"That was awesome! That was so cool! That line was so stylish! Thanks to this weirdo for the assist!"

Boros inwardly laughed like a pig, but outwardly remained indifferent as he said:

"Since you love nature so much, I'll send you back to nature."

A simple punch, in an instant

Bang! There was no blood splattering, only pure physical pulverization. The Mantis's proudly hard shell was as fragile as a dried-out biscuit under Boros's punch.

Its head instantly exploded into countless tiny powders, and then this terrifying force traveled up its neck and throughout its entire body.

Click, click, click...

A series of rapid explosions rang out, and the mantis monster's body was instantly blasted into dust by this force.

A gentle breeze blew by.

The mantis monster that had been baring its fangs and claws had completely vanished, leaving not even a single intact fragment. Only a wisp of faint black dust drifted slowly onto Boros's gleaming dark gold boots.

"Ding, absorbable dimensional energy detected, dimensional energy value +0.7"

"Only 0.7? That's so much worse than the vaccine recipients." Boros was a little disappointed. Turning his head, he saw the crowd in the street and deliberately added loudly:

"Ha, what a waste of time." Before the words were finished, his figure transformed into a golden streak of light and shot straight into the sky.

Only after the golden light completely disappeared into the depths of the clouds did the streets of R City erupt in a belated, deafening cheer.

"See that? That weirdo didn't even leave ashes!"

"What... just happened? I only blinked, and the monster disappeared?"

"He's so strong, so cool! I'm a fan now, Boros is my god from now on!"

"I'm going to go to the official website and campaign for Lord Boros. What the hell is A-rank? I'm going to make Lord Boros reach S-rank."

"I want to join the Hero Association! I want to become a hero like Lord Boros!"

………………

"King, I'm back."

King was sitting on the sofa, his controller still on the paused screen of the game. He turned his head in confusion, his gaze shifting back and forth between the wall clock and Boros, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"How come you're here so fast? Have you been gone for more than ten minutes?"

"Haha, it's just a roadside stall."

Boros chuckled. "If it weren't for thinking about my entrance lines and stuff, I could have been even faster. I could have been back before your water boiled."

He walked to the refrigerator, skillfully opened the door, took out a bottle of chilled soda, tilted his head back and took a big gulp, letting out a satisfied sigh.

King gave Boros a thumbs up and said, "You're a really fast man."

Boros's face darkened...

"But the official website seems to be faster than yours, Boros," King said to Boros after looking at the trending topics on his phone for a while.

Boros looked puzzled: "What do you mean?"

King: "I guess it's because you're an A-class hero who was parachuted in, and an alien at that. Plus, with your entrance and lines, the association has really boosted your popularity."

King handed the phone to Boros.

On the Hero Association's official forum, a post titled "Boros with the Heavenly Fist, Evaporates a Tiger-Level Monster with One Punch!" has been pushed to the top of the trending list.

The post not only included vivid descriptions from eyewitnesses but also a blurry video. In the video, Boros's tall figure slowly walked in against the backdrop of lightning and dark clouds, accompanied by the line, "Are all so-called weirdos like you?" Although the image quality was poor, the overwhelming sense of oppression still struck straight to the soul through the screen.

The comment section of that video has been completely flooded with comments.

"Holy crap! That aura! Those lines! This is like the arrival of a major villain!"

"Is this the strength of the fifth-ranked A-class player? I'm in love! This is a true hero!"

"Hey, what? A-rank? It's outrageous that someone with that kind of strength isn't directly promoted to S-rank! I'm going to write a letter to the association!"

"Am I the only one who noticed that the weirdo was completely reduced to ashes? That was so brutal... but why is he so handsome?!"

"Boros, the Heavenly Fist Master! From this day forward, I'm his die-hard fan! This damned sense of oppression is simply a man's romance!"

Watching the comments rapidly refreshing on the screen, Boros inwardly laughed, but outwardly feigned composure and said to King, "Calm down, calm down, this is basic stuff."

"This level of praise is nothing but fleeting smoke to me, who once swept across the universe."

"But next time I appear, dealing with some ordinary small fry, I don't need to make such a big show. It's better to be simple and quick, taking them down in one move. The audience gets tired of the same old thing, and big scenes always get boring," Boros muttered.

"It feels pretty good to be a hero," Boros thought to himself.

"King, when will the masks I ordered arrive? I'm in a good mood today, let's go out and buy some more high-end ingredients for a nice meal, it's on me."

Meanwhile, Saitama, the Great Demon King, was scrolling through his phone with a bored expression.

"Strange, why are so many people talking about someone named Boros today?" Saitama blinked. "Ah, I remember now, he's that one-eyed alien from the other day. He looks really powerful. I really want to fight him."

He turned off his phone and sighed, "Never mind, I'll just go to the supermarket to buy groceries. I heard there are carrots on sale today."

..............................

In the following weeks, disaster alerts in the surrounding areas became almost Boros's exclusive mission. Whether the monsters were Tiger-level or Demon-level, they were nothing more than "one-punch" minions to him. From setting off to finishing the battle and returning, he would often finish in less than ten minutes.

Although there were no more trending or featured promotions afterward, his fan base in the Hero Association gradually increased, and no one mistook him for a monster anymore. There were also more and more calls on the association's official website urging him to be promoted to S-class.

"Phew... the data is almost sorted out." Boros sat cross-legged in the center of the living room, a pale blue, semi-transparent panel shimmering with a cold light before him. His fingertips moved rapidly through the air, his expression focused.

"Wolf-level is basically negligible, Tiger-level contributes about 0.1 to 1 point of energy, and Ghost-level fluctuates between 1 and 10 points. As for Dragon-level... the sample size is too small at present. Based solely on that vaccine-carrying person, the estimated reward is between 10 and 100 points, and the error should not be significant."

Looking at the prominent "96" value on the panel, he thought to himself, "If I can harvest a few more Tiger-level monsters or take down a Demon-level monster, I can reach 100 points and try to unlock the limiter."

So happy!

At this moment, King opened the refrigerator door and, facing the empty shelves, his face was filled with despair: "Where are the ingredients I just bought? It's only been three days, right? There's not even a single vegetable leaf left."

He turned around helplessly and shouted at Boros, who was still studying the control panel, "Boros, we're out of food. Come with me to buy some groceries!"

I think I did eat a bit too much… Boros smiled sheepishly and replied, “Coming, coming, let’s go!”

………………

Inside a large supermarket, King and Boros, having finished buying groceries, were hooded and waiting in line to pay.

King shrugged listlessly, about to turn around and ask Boros if he wanted beef or chicken for dinner, when he noticed Boros staring at a bald man for a long time. Somewhat puzzled, King followed his gaze.

I saw a bald man buy a discounted groceries, take out 500 yuan, and just as the cashier was about to give him change...

"Please wait a moment," the bald man said with a serious expression, then buried his head in his wallet and began to carefully search for something.

wow-

He carefully laid out a few coins on the counter, counted them meticulously, pushed the pile of change in front of the cashier, and said sincerely, "I have exactly 82 yuan here. Please give me 100 yuan in change; it'll be more convenient that way."

King was stunned when he saw the pile of clinking coins.

In an era where coins are almost obsolete, who would carry such a large amount of loose change around? What kind of extraordinary person could possibly scrape together exactly 82 yuan?

"Do you know this bald guy?" King asked Boros in a low voice.

"I'd say we know each other," Boros replied. He was just thinking about whether he should take advantage of this opportunity to see Saitama and try to build a relationship or become friends.

Sudden--

Boom! Boom!

Without warning, the ground began to tremble violently. The tremor was not the side-to-side shaking of an ordinary earthquake, but rather a violent up-and-down jolt accompanied by heavy impacts, as if a colossal beast ten thousand meters long was turning over deep underground, trying to break free from the earth's restraints.

"What happened? Was it an earthquake?"

King instinctively covered his head. The floor beneath his feet undulated like waves, making it impossible for him to stand. He swayed violently and staggered from side to side.

Before anyone could react to the sudden shock, the clear sky overhead vanished abruptly, and a massive shadow, like the curtain of the apocalypse, instantly enveloped the entire city.

Looking out through the cracked supermarket window, a colossal figure, obscuring the sky, slowly approached from the end of the street. It was a giant beyond the measure of common sense, its body towering into the clouds, its grayish-white skin like weathered rock, and with just one step, it spanned the entire block.

The skyscrapers, tens of meters high, seemed as fragile as Lego bricks to him, barely reaching his ankles. With each step he took, the shockwaves from his landing shattered entire buildings, reinforced concrete structures crumbled like biscuits, countless vehicles were crushed into pancakes, and massive plumes of dust, accompanied by piercing sirens, echoed through the sky. It was as if the world was coming to an end.

Whoosh—!

The supermarket's massive glass facade couldn't withstand the terrifying shockwave and instantly shattered into countless sharp fragments, which rained down into the store like a storm. Shelves collapsed one after another like dominoes, cascading down like an avalanche, instantly flooding the once tidy aisles, plunging the entire world into a chaotic and terrifying darkness.

"Help me—!!"

Heart-wrenching screams erupted from the crowd, and panic spread like a plague. Countless people pushed and shoved, crying and screaming as they rushed frantically toward the exit, trying to escape this apocalyptic scene.

Boros looked at the enormous giant not far away, his face full of excitement: "Dragon level! This mutated giant who drank the Muscle King or some other potion has definitely reached the Dragon level. It might even have more energy than Vaccine Man. But this guy's destructive power is too great. There's no time to think about any lines. We have to finish this quickly."

Boros turned to look at King and saw that King's Emperor Engine was roaring to life again. He was speechless and said:

"King, you stay hidden and be careful. I'm going to take care of that giant."

"Okay, be careful, Boros," King said, thinking of finding a safe place to take refuge. He noticed that the bald man from before didn't panic and run away like the others. Instead, he stood there blankly, seemingly muttering something.

"Damn it, my discounted carrots..."

"Is this guy scared out of his wits?" King, though his heart was pounding with fear, instinctively rushed over and grabbed the bald man's arm, shouting urgently, "Hey! What are you standing there for? Get out of here with me! Do you want to be trampled like an ant by this weirdo?"